Vail
The vail is torn,
your eyes slowly lower to the doom trapped inside
the tormented souls screaming from within and the inner
power pours from your body
You slowly tremble as Death's hand creeps in for the
grasp on your life.
You fight back with no prevail, the God's have chosen
your demise.
Your vail closes and you are lain down to the bed of the
eternal resting place.
You rest in peace for thee are now in a better place.
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